Toe Jokes Novels & Stories

It had been hours before the incident that he'd finally regained his consciousness and confessed to what had happened. "But if all he was saying was true,-" Tobin paused between his statement as his lips finally stretched to a tight firm grip as he slowly and angrily turn his focus towards Amelia, who was still at the moment complaining out loud and throwing tantrums openly. "Would you pipe down you lousy banana!" He finally barked out, but suddenly turned red cheek after using the word "banana" out loud as an insult. Having observing the silent burst out of laughter on the face of everyone, he quickly defended himself. "Hey, that sounded way cooler in my head." It was supposed to be funny a

TV is paused. Joey impersonates Zeke by saying, "This guy stood on Zeke's foot during the party, and Zeke was like watch it fatass," in a deep voice. The man responded, "Then why the fuck did you just call me? Zeke responded, "I called you a fatass," Then the man punched him, and Zeke beat the very hell out of him," Joey chuckles while clutching his gut. "Oh my God, you're fine, right?" I abruptly exclaim to Zeke. He flinches when I touch his nose and yanks my hand away.

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"

I was giggling like a loon. “A corpse went to a rheumatologist, and said he was feeling rather stiff-” “That's hilarious!” I laughed. “That's not the joke-” “I love this cheese. Mmm. Cheese and crackers,” I sang, munching on the hors d'oeuvres. “Ooo! And there's brie! And crab dip-” “Do you want to hear the joke or not!” he boomed. “Eh, not really. No.”

As I stood up after much squatting and arranging the apartment my waist got so tired Immediately I tried trying some yoga on my waist I heard a funny sound from it which gave me a sharp pain. " I think you need some pain pills to relieve the stress " Steve came out towards the sitting room in full office wear making me to give a laughter at him mainly cause of the shoe he wore that looked like a fish hook used by the old Fishermen. " Why are you giving me laughter at your suggestion?" Steve asked looking at his dress through the large mirror which looked weird and irritating to my eye. " This looks like a shoe snitches Wear " I kept on laughing uncontrollably but I kept that expression behin

he says after a few minutes, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, “I’m really good at cheering people up. You wanna let me try?” “I don’t think anything is going to fix how I feel right now, Jack.” “Challenge accepted.” He grins, turning to look at me briefly. “Okay. What do you call a fish wearing a bowtie?” I raise an eyebrow. “What?” “Sofishticated.” I burst out laughing, shaking my head. It was so stupid and so terrible, but it worked. “See?” He laughs, clearly proud of himself. “Told you I’m magic. One bad joke and you’re already smiling.”

I said. Toby didn't hesitate. He toed off his shoes and peeled his socks off. His fingers fumbled with the button of his jeans, but he got them undone. He shimmied them down his legs, kicking them away. Then he pulled the gray shirt I’d given him over his head.

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.

status to flirt with female colleagues from other departments. I tolerated it, telling myself he was just networking. But now, just to impress Miguel and get ahead, he couldn't wait to trample all over me. I let out a short, humorless laugh. "Todd Westman, what right do you have to lecture me?" His eyes darted around for a second before he raised his voice even louder. "I'm just saying this as a colleague who knows right from wrong! You should know what's good for you, Macy!" Looking at his hypocritical, revolting expression, I couldn't even be bothered to argue. I picked up the iced coffee on my desk and, without hesitation, splashed it straight in his face.

Bright and early the next day, I showed up at the office as usual. I ignored the whispers and stares, and made a beeline for my desk to start clearing it out. That was when Lily waltzed over, oozing fake sympathy. "Janice, can't you take a joke? "Come on, it was just a little toilet cleaning. Why'd you have to go and tell Mr. Hoffman you're quitting? No need to blow things out of proportion. "Look, I'll even dip into my own wallet and toss you a little extra cash to make up for it.